The Somnabulist - XTC

Untie the gown, float to the ground

She revolve round, making no sound

Air leaving slow

Still breathing though

Decaying through brown, diving she’s bound

Hours swum down, treasure unfound

Air leaving slow

Still breathing though

Somnambulist

Somnambulist

Somnambulist

Somnambulist

Air leaving slow

Still breathing though.